Newsflash: every bit of matter on this planet is a chemical.  A drug.  Your judgment of psychoactive substances is based solely from your indoctrination brainwashing you received from the war on drugs started in the 1960's.  People have been using substances to expand their consciousness for thousands and thousands and thousands of years.  All of a sudden, within the last 60 years, they're now bad?  No.  All of a sudden, within the last 60 years, the government started a war against them, against your consciousness.

The war on drugs is a war on consciousness.  It is mind control, they indoctrinate you through public schools for the first 12-13 years of your life, then prosecute anyone who follows a more natural path than becoming a robotic wage worker to help expand their empire.

If you judge someone for altering their consciousness, then you are stooping to the same pathetic level of those who fabricated the war on drugs.  You don't respect other's freewill to their own consciousness, their own body and their own mind.  And that's disgusting.

BTW, dank is not referring to a drug.  The word dank means good, positive, that which is love.

You can see me as an idiot for riding like that with absolutely no gear.  Fact of the matter is, I did that every single day for multiple weeks straight.  Clearly I'm doing something right if I'm still alive today.  You see an idiot, I see a man who believes in himself.

I'm not moaning about anything.  I simply do what I can to correct the disinformation you and your pedophile shill friend vod have dispersed across the community.

Again, I'm not complaining.  God is treating me quite well.  Everything is falling into place.  I will be a rockstar in no time.

Simple minds speak about people, average minds speak about events, great minds speak of ideas.  I do the later.  I'm not here to judge you.  You can judge yourself when you become aware of how your actions have affected those around you.

Label me as you wish, I care not.  Your judgments speaks for your ignorance and yours alone.  All energy is energy, at the end of the day, it doesn't matter if you hate me or love me.  Either the energy of your hate will propel me off the ground, or the love of a crowd of a million will.  Either way, I succeed.